Chasing His Kickass Luna Back by Jane Above Story

#Chapter 7 – Mate Bond
Karl

Tiffany’s mouth drops open. She looks at me with some panic, but I don’t know what to say. I’m equally,

if not more, shocked than she is.

“Are you kidding me?” she says. “You’re the owner of this place?”

Abby exchanges a glance with the man beside her. He shifts uncomfortably, looking for a chance to

escape.

“Occasionally,” she replies. “I’m also the chef.”

I look at her for a long moment, something heavy sitting on my chest. “Can we talk alone?”

Her gaze finds mine, and she frowns at the look on my face. After a moment, she glances down at her

watch. “I’m sorry, but the restaurant is really busy tonight. I have to get to another customer.”

She leans closer to the man beside her, and they talk for a moment in low voices. I clench my jaw,

annoyed at the sight of them standing so close. Are they together or are they just colleagues?

“Thanks, Abby,” he says finally. He gives us a weary look as he moves around us and exits the

restaurant.

“Abby–” I start, but the door behind us opens, cutting me off.

A woman walks in, and Abby’s face lights up at the sight of her. She’s dressed in a flattering black

dress, with one of the biggest diamond necklaces I’ve ever seen. Her gaze finds Tiffany and me. She

looks us up and down, then dismisses us completely. Beside me, Tiffany bristles.

Abby greets her warmly, giving her a hug. “Hi, how are you?” she says.

I clench my hands into fists. I can almost feel the heat of her body as the memory of holding her in my

arms comes back to me. She gave the best hugs. After a hard day, there was nothing I wanted more

my arms, and it always made me feel better. I haven’t realized just how much

missed that until now.

you?” The lady returns her hug, then takes a step back. “I know

other night, but

Abby gives her brings back more memories than I’d care

way she looks at me

you think of our new

Abby. Truly,”

watch Abby lead the woman to her

even sure what we’re still doing here, but

later with a drink, placing

moves on to the customers beside her. It’s clear

her

admit it to myself, but I missed seeing

the house, making it ‘just so,’ as she always said. Everything had to

her days building our home and making it comfortable, and I

home to

brace myself. Tiffany, when she’s

me with a glare. “Karl, you’re ruining my chance to show

Of course, your ex-wife just had to own this restaurant.

Tiffany,” I

as she moves through

realize she’s not going

desk, and a woman with olive skin and a sharp black bob takes her place, giving the two

bland smile.

the

I recognize one of the men smiling

need to get her back, my wolf growls. If you

my fingers through my hair. I really need to get out of here. The

more I want to fold her into my arms and pretend the last few

the betrayal never happened. But it

I say. I can’t stop

from running through my mind. There was so much evidence, and

adamant I

are fated mates, my wolf replies. Our bond isn’t

don’t